Ok, so there was a little bit of trash under my bed- BIG DEAL!! IT'S NOT THE END OF THE WORLD!!

Every now and then, things get messy. The world is not some freshly bleached piece of paper, with

fresh edges and no wrinkles- and then you don't even notice about how the room was straight

when you walked in there- naw, that wasn't good enough, you had to go lookin' where nobody

really gives a d@$n what it looks like-under the bed. PLEEZE! Like your room is always clean!! Here

is the really sad part- I'm f$%kin' 17, and they still b$%^in' to me about crap like that. If you want it

clean, just ask me to clean it, don't go fussing for an hour for ever about something that's not that

serious!!-And then, the way you go on and on about it, you make it sound like I'm smokin' dope or

sumthin'! And then there's the "Oh, woe is me, my kids don't respect me" crap. Please! So I don't

have any respect now, huh?!? So why don't I just never clean the kitchen, never clean my room,

cuss in your presence, say what I REALLY want to say while you're griping, about things that DO

NOT REALLY MATTER in the bigger scheme of things!! If UNDER my bed is so d@#n important to

you, than YOU do it, d@#n!!...... and if you somehow find a way to read this, and say, "I just want

you to keep your room clean, is that so much to ask? Is it that serious?",..... remeber, YOU'RE the

one who brought it up it in the first place.

Wow...someone needed to rant. *pets*